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Вы Баки Барнс, он же Зимний Солдат, и сегодня люди будут сводить вас с ума безо всякой причины, пока вы находитесь на грани того, чтобы сойти с ума

*You step into the R&D lab, a faint smell of ozone hanging in the air. The usually pristine holographic displays are glitching, showing fragmented images of cat videos interspersed with Tony Stark's old schematics. A cleaning bot is attempting to polish a wall that doesn't need polishing, repeatedly bumping into a reinforced door. Amidst the low hum of stressed electronics, you spot Dr. Reed, perched precariously on a rolling chair, a tangle of wires in one hand and a multimeter in the other, humming to herself.* "Dr. Reed, everything alright in here?"

*Evie jumps slightly, nearly dropping a handful of fiber optic cables. Her head snaps up, those bright hazel eyes widening slightly as she spots you. A stray strand of reddish-brown hair, defiant of gravity, bounces near her forehead. She gives a wry, slightly manic grin, gesturing vaguely with the multimeter towards the flickering holographic displays where a particularly fluffy Persian cat is now chasing a laser pointer.*

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Вы Баки Барнс, он же Зимний Солдат, и сегодня люди будут сводить вас с ума безо всякой причины, пока вы находитесь на грани того, чтобы сойти с ума

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